After the punishment, the instructor found Liu Yuan, and it was impossible to think of a storytelling story in the future, because the military academy was about to officially open, and it was too embarrassing for the students of the military academy to go out to tell stories, and the fast food restaurant had just gone on the right track, so it would be too unreasonable to take the money.

However, when he was talking about the book, a young man named Liu Yun approached him and said that their publishing house was willing to publish his book, and that he was willing to pay a high manuscript fee.

Liu Yuan knew that Chen Yun had a good relationship with Chen Yun, and in order to have a good relationship with Chen Yun, Liu Yuan decided to write a few books, of course, in order to buy more food and improve food for everyone in Huangpu.

So he decided to write something to earn some manuscript fees, because he is a traverser, although he doesn't have any artifact, but he still has the memories of later generations, the knowledge of later generations, and the books he has read, these are all wealth, not only to enjoy themselves, but also to share them with others, of course, it is still possible to earn some money to improve everyone's lives.

But when he picked up the pen, she didn't know what Lu Dao was writing, because there were too many things that could not be applied to this world, such as "Bright Sword", which was remade several times in later generations, and the Red Army had not yet started, so you cursed others, and Mao Da didn't come to fight with himself. If you don't write "Soldier Assault", that stupid guy is definitely a wise choice, but there is no country now.

Alas, what a hassle! Liu Yuan cursed in his mind, and suddenly looked up and found that there was a copy of Mr. Li Dazhao's "The Victory of the Common People" on his desk.

He couldn't help but think of Soviet literature, he was Paul Kochakin, "How Steel is Made".

A book that once guided him out of the predicament when he was most confused, especially his sentence, the most precious thing of a person is life. Life is only once for man.

Therefore, a person's life should be spent in such a way that when a person looks back on the past, he does not regret that he wasted his time, nor is he ashamed of his inaction; Thus, when he was dying, he could say that I had devoted my whole life and all my energies to the most precious cause of my life - the struggle for the emancipation of mankind.

If you want to do it, you can do it, without procrastination at all, it didn't take long to write a dozen chapters, maybe the writer sighed that it was very fast to write a dozen chapters in half a day, but Liu Yuan was not satisfied at all, people are reborn, how can they abuse people like this, they don't even have a computer, so they can only write by hand.

As a fan of Liu Yuan's books, Chen Yun developed the habit of listening to Liu Yuan's stories very early. But he knew that once Liu Yuan entered the military academy, it would be impossible for him to tell a story, so he could only ask him to write it down, Chen Yun is still working in the publishing house, which can be regarded as an advantage.

Chen Yun looked at the manuscript handed over by Liu Yuan, and read it with relish, but shook his head after the most reluctance.

"What's wrong, isn't it?" Liu Yuan asked.

"It's not bad, it's too good, but it's not good for you because it's too good." Chen Yun said.

"Why do you say that?" Liu Yuan looked at the young man in front of him in confusion.

"Because the content of this book is simply for the Red Party, isn't this the growth process of a great Red Party fighter? If this is in the eyes of someone who cares, will it affect you? ”

"Don't worry, it's a period of cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, and I'm not afraid." Liu Yuan secretly affirmed that this Chen Yun was definitely not a Red Party now, and he had the opportunity to come together with him and become a comrade.

Chen Yun tightly put the manuscript in his arms and asked, "Liu Yuan, I don't know if Lu Dao can give me the other manuscripts together, I promise to publish your novel with the largest page every day, and give you the same treatment as Lu Xun and them." The middle-aged uncle was afraid that the business would run away, so he hurriedly said.

Seeing his nervous face, Liu Yuan really couldn't associate the person in front of him with the revolutionary, but he was almost a book fan.

But Liu Yuan is here to publish a novel, and there is no need to laugh at others, so he hurriedly said, "It's not that I don't want to give it to you together, but I just wrote this novel, and it's all about it, if you're in a hurry, I'll just rush out when I go back and find time." Liu Yuan said with a big grin.

"Don't, such an excellent work, I can't be born prematurely because I'm in a hurry, you must know that the premature birth of Ludao is not necessarily a high-quality product, as long as you can give me a sneak peek every time." Chen Yun, who was holding Liu Yuan's manuscript, said with a happy face.

"Okay, Chen Yun, you are busy first, I have to go to class today, so I'll leave first," he said and left in a hurry. He really couldn't stand Chen Yun's enthusiastic expression, alas, it was difficult to be a man.

Liu Yuan rushed back to the dormitory and continued to write these novels, because as a student of the military academy, he did not have a lot of time, and writing novels was just a side hustle to make money.

Just when Liu Yuan was lying on the table and desperately coding words, Zuo Quan didn't know when Lu Dao appeared by Liu Yuan's side, silently looking at this extremely serious man, looking at what this extremely serious man was doing, because he found for the first time that Liu Yuan, a person who is usually hip-hop and laugh-a-ha, looked really beautiful when he was serious.

But when he saw Liu Yuan's writing, the whole person froze, no one knows your name, and your merits will last forever. Isn't this just the death of thousands of unknown martyrs who sacrificed for the revolution?

"Liu Yuan, what are you doing here?" Zuo Quan picked up a piece of paper and asked.

"Write a novel!" Liu Yuan raised his head, glanced at Zuo Quan with his dry eyes, and then continued to write.

"These are all written by you" Zuo Quan looked at the thick stack of manuscript paper piled up on the table and asked, he really couldn't imagine that Liu Yuan was so powerful, he could speak well, he could write songs, and he could convince every student in Huangpu to convince him, and today he actually told him that he was writing novels, and what else Liu Yuan couldn't do in this world.

"Why don't you believe me, if you don't believe it, you can see that my brother's works are definitely in line with the taste of your group of hot-blooded young people" Liu Yuan took a sip of water, finished speaking, and then continued to bury his head in writing his own novel.

"Give us back this group of hot-blooded young people, just like how old you are." Zuo Quan picked up Liu Yuan's novels word by word, and looked at them, although they didn't have the previous ones, they still read them with relish.

Then someone with good deeds walked into Liu Yuan's bedroom, and then picked up the novel that Zuo Quan had read, and it looked like it was also with relish, and then there was the third person, the fourth person.

After a while, a small room was actually full of people, everyone you are next to me, I am next to you, everyone is scratching their heads, waiting for the front to finish reading the manuscript in their hands, and then distribute it to themselves, and the people who finished reading the manuscript in their hands are looking at Liu Yuan, who is struggling to write, anxiously waiting.

To say that there are not no novels that integrate leisure and entertainment and inspiring people in this world, but there are too few, and Liu Yuan's steel at the moment is just in line with the appetite of this group of young people.

And Liu Yuan once again attracted the attention of the students in the school, in fact, he really didn't pay attention to it, that is, where there is his own existence, there must be a group of Huangpu students, and he has already become a student center in Huangpu.

Today's night is destined to be a lot of people can't sleep, because they left Liu Yuan's dormitory with regrets, and Chen Geng and a few of them simply relied on Liu Yuan's dormitory to desperately urge the change, and if they didn't have the heart, they didn't let Liu Yuan sleep, and Liu Yuan finished writing the new one, so he immediately forced Liu Yuan to update, fortunately, Hu Zongnan snatched all the manuscripts and blank paper, which saved Liu Yuan's life.